86_86438 Since I knew that Gong Sanyi was the first prince's grandpa. Jia Cong was looking forward to the old man suddenly jumping off any tree, but he had not seen anyone for more than half a month. Jia Cong had been frivolous in his two lives and was anxious, and he was not at ease in his studies. This made Lin Daiyu severely punish him for three big words, and Jia Cong complained.

But the young man was righteous. After hearing that he was mourning for a long time, he took the initiative to ask for help him write one. Jia Cong immediately thought of a plot in a TV series in his previous life, and then he was shameless and asked Jia Huan to help him write one. Jia Huan had been ripe with him now, so he asked him two boxes of fresh fruits to write for him. The next day, Jia Cong passed three big characters with different handwriting without blushing.

Lin Daiyu looked at the words silently, then looked at Jia Cong a few more times, and said nothing with a tense face.

Jia Cong smiled and said, "Sister didn't say I had to write it myself." He leaned over and whispered, "The one that looked even worse than mine is from Brother Huan. Let me look back for the third sister."

Daiyu then picked it up and took a closer look, and said, "It's better than you in the past year. If you slacken in a slack way, he will be stronger than you." He pointed to another one and asked, "Whose is this?"

Jia Cong said: "Brother Yaoer. Can't I just take Brother Huan's?"

Daiyu picked up the youngest one again and said, "I'll go a lot if I'm going to do it."

Jia Congxi clapped his hands straight: "Brother Yaoer is very smart and hardworking, and both civil and military are better than me."

Daiyu sighed, "I taught you, I learned from you, and I learned later than you, and it was even better than you."

Jia Cong said aggrievedly: "Is his temperament more stable than me? I can't stand it. His temperament is born, and I can't blame me."

Daiyu glanced at him and said, "If you write a letter to someone in the future, you will add a sentence after you. I can't stand it. I am born with my own words. I can't blame me."

Jia Cong corrected: "It's the beginning of faith!" After Lin Daiyu rolled his eyes, he laughed again, "I'm younger than both of them. I can practice for two more years and I can always practice the same way I see."

Daiyu was helpless and asked him: "You have been uneasy for the past half month, why are you making trouble?"

Jia Cong leaned on the chair, covered his claws and sighed, "I didn't dare to think about the big cake falling from the sky before. If I was cheated today, I suddenly fell a piece of big cake and was about to hit my head, but I just didn't fall off. I was anxious."

Daiyu didn't understand very well: "What do you mean when you were making trouble with me again?"

Jia Cong respected her very much and did not want to coax her, so he took away the claws on his face and said honestly: "There is a great martial arts master who promised to teach me how to arch, horse, ride and shoot. Perhaps there is also military tactics, but he has never come."

Daiyu said, "It's both literary and martial, do you think it's so easy?" He advised, "If he is a trustworthy person, he will naturally come; if he is not trustworthy, what's the use of you anxious?"

Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said, "I understand the truth, but the pigeon is just anxious."

"Forget it." Daiyu shook her head, "Since she has no mind, I won't go to school today. You can go back and play."

"Don't!" Jia Cong was anxious, "Isn't it okay to study well? Good sir, Brother Yaoer and Brother Huan are still waiting for me." There are also a large group of brothers and nephews in the mansion in the south of the city.

Daiyu looked at him for another half a day and nodded: "You are so uncontrollable. It would be nice to have these two people for you. Otherwise, even if you spend ten years more than others, you might not be able to accomplish anything." Jia Cong smiled a few times.

Since he started the lecture, Jia Cong listened very seriously today. After finishing his lecture, Daiyu looked at the big words of the three of them again, and was a little cautious in her talent, and asked, "Is that young man not going to go to school seriously?"

Jia Cong said, "I'm afraid I won't do it in the past two or three years." He wants to help me move, "When he saves enough money to study in a private school..." When my father emptied the warehouse, "He must have gone to school, how can he be a bodyguard for the rest of his life? If one day he can go to high school," Jia Cong looked at her and smiled, "Sister, you are a Jinshi! So majestic."

Daiyu couldn't help laughing: "How old am I? How could I be a Jinshi? But I am a little ignorant, and I'm afraid I'll delay him by being a little kid in the middle. How much does it cost to study in a private school? You are a rich man now, so how about lending him to him for the time being?"

Jia Cong shook his head and said, "It's not just a matter of money, but it's easier to deal with it if it's just for money. Even if there are all kinds of inappropriate things in our mansion, it's still a mansion of a marquis."

Daiyu is a smart man. She immediately understood that there must be something wrong with it, so she stopped talking. Finally, she reminded her: "It's just that he must have a serious reputation."

Jia Cong suddenly realized, "Oh" and hurriedly bowed to her: "Thank you for your reminder, sister."

"Forget it, you go back, I'm going to see the third girl." Lin Daiyu stood up with the words Jia Huan in her sleeve.

Jia Cong quickly resigned, but Daiyu came to Tanchun's house.

Tanchun was sitting in front of the desk and read a post by Mi Yuanzhang. Seeing her smiling in, she hurriedly asked, "Sister Lin sits."

Daiyu pursed her lips and looked at her a few times, saying, "Look at the words of my disciple." Then she put the big word in front of Tanchun's desk.

Tanchun picked it up and looked at it, shook his head repeatedly: "Why is it worse than before? I have been practicing for so long... It seems that it doesn't look very similar to Cong'er's usual words?" Then he looked up suspiciously at her.

Daiyu smiled and said, "Where have I practiced for a long time? It's only been a few months, and I think it's good to see this. I'm more talented than Cong'er."

Tanchun immediately understood, looked at it carefully for a long time, nodded and said, "It's true that I've made more progress..." Before he could finish his words, he was already crying.

Daiyu turned her head and saw that there were a pair of small boots made mostly in the willow basket on the kang. Needless to ask, it was for Jia Huan, and said, "I don't know what the young master is from, but I can actually call the Minister of Revenue to make shoes for him."

Tanchun wiped his tears with a veil and said angrily: "Is Xiangye Lin jealous? I will call on the noble disciple who controls the Chaogang and quickly offer a large cart. The eighth son of various boots, shoes, leather embroidered flowers from all seasons can be picked."

"Don't mention it," Daiyu sighed, "I don't have that blessing. That big car was sent to my second sister's house next door, and what I left for my car was just a car of memorials." Both of them laughed.

On the other side, Jia Cong ran back to his house and saw his youngest son practicing calligraphy at his desk. He couldn't help but sigh in his belly: You can't read books without borrowing them, and you can't study without borrowing them.

Although the youngest heard him come in, he did not stop writing a word before he finished writing, and said, "Are you back?"

Jia Cong pulled his clothes and said, "Fortunately, Sister Lin reminded me today, Brother Yaoer, you must change your name to a better day. You can't go to the Golden Palace and have a sing ranking of 'Jia Yaoer'. It's so stupid. Let the fourth uncle take one."

After the youngest finished writing, he carefully placed the pen on the pen holder and smiled bitterly: "My father doesn't recognize a few words. He was taught by the old general back then. Now he is reluctant to look at the accounts."

Jia Cong suddenly had a flash of his mind, and remembered a name, and smiled and said, "I thought of two words." He picked up his pen and wrote the word "Wes" and said, "Mr. Lin talked about the Book of Songs, and had a sentence of 'restraint, and forever to date'. This means gentle." He blinked, "It's just a suggestion. Why not let others or my father give more suggestions, and finally the fourth uncle made up his mind."

Yao'er nodded, folded the paper and stuffed it into her sleeve, and found an excuse to go out of the house and go home. Jia Cong stretched his neck until he could not see anyone at night until he came back the next day.

It was probably rare to live at home these days. The young man was refreshed and smiled and said to Jia Cong: "It's a coincidence that the master discussed Ma Xing's affairs at my father's place yesterday. My father said that the name you wrote was very knowledgeable, better than the uncles, and even the master said it was good. From yesterday, my name will be called Jarvis."

Jia Cong's name was a spoof, but he didn't want Jia Si to use it seriously. He wanted to laugh and felt embarrassed, but he had to pretend to be proud: "I'm pretty good at writing it."

The youngest man said again: "My father said, to celebrate my reputation, I will have a good meal in the south of the city today. Can we go there at noon?"

Jia Cong cheered: "Is there any wild game? There must be!"

The youngest man smiled and said, "When I came, Zi's father and Uncle Tian had already gone up the mountain."

Jia Cong was so happy that he circled around the house for half a day, and then ran to show off the matter to Lin Daiyu.

Daiyu was shocked! "It's outrageous! How could a child draw a name for his older brother? How big is your idea, and you are not afraid of losing your life!"

Jia Cong argued: "Is it just a draft... Uncle Fourth thinks I am better than others."

Daiyu frowned and said, "I know you are just making trouble, but you need to be a good deal. Why don't you change it quickly?"

Jia Cong drooped the corners of his mouth: "Don't worry about it so much... Uncle Fourth decided not me. I just made a suggestion."

Daiyu glanced at him: "Who is the fourth uncle? Is the youngest son an orphan?"

Jia Cong was stunned and quickly stretched out his finger and pressed his lips: "Shh~~"

Lin Daiyu looked at him for half a day, and Jia Cong bulged his cheeks and said nothing. Finally, he sighed: "Forget it, what's the matter with me?" He was lazily tilted on the collapse.

Jia Cong leaned over and said quietly: "It's my father's former personal soldier..."

Daiyu waved her hand: "Don't tell me, I don't want to know."

Jia Cong lay beside her and pretended to be pitiful: "Sister Lin, are you angry? Actually, there is a reason, it's just inconvenient to say it."

Daiyu looked at him and sighed, "I think there is a reason for it. Everyone has their own difficulties, so why bother to go into it. You are still young, your uncle is a person who is unruly, and no one has studied at the youngest son's family. You don't care about some things. Just..." She shook her head, "It's fine if it's planned by my uncle."

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "My father was there at that time, and he also said that I had a good plan and was better than others."

Daiyu looked at him calmly: "Where is my uncle present?"

Jia Cong realized now that Jia She recommended the name he wrote for Yaoer, probably not unintentional, so he was very ashamed, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

Seeing his face changing, Daiyu nodded: "Cong'er, you are so smart, I guessed it. If he really intends to make progress, he should not let people know that this name was made by you, just think it was his father. Otherwise..."

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "It's better to change it."

Daiyu sneered, "Idiot, since his father has agreed and his uncle is here again, it is not easy to change." After thinking for a while, he said, "You can only be considered different from his master and apprentice, although the teacher is a little smaller. It is reasonable to make do with it."

Jia Cong thought for a long time and said, "I understand." He bowed to Daiyu and left.

Then he went back to the house to change his clothes and went to the mansion in the south of the city with Jia She, Wu Baozi and Yaoer. When the soldiers and uncles saw him, they praised him again, saying that he had a good reputation and was very knowledgeable, and would help someone to get one in the future. Jia Cong became more and more embarrassed. After dealing with it for half a day, he quietly pulled Yaoer out and ran to a secluded place in the garden.

The young man was inexplicably very much, just looking at him.

Jia Cong calmed down and took his hand and said, "Brother Yaoer, Mr. Lin has taught me a lesson just now. I am too young. If I write a name for you, it will limit your future. Why not change it soon."

The young man said suspiciously: "Why will it limit my future?"

Jia Cong said: "People will think, well... you know, 123 Romance Lan Xiang and the others are all named by me."

The youngest man said, "I know, it's just a name? Their names are obviously not the same as mine."

Seeing that he couldn't understand, Jia Cong was a little anxious: "Anyway, if others knew that your name was originally written by me, they would think you were shorter than me!"

The youngest man smiled and said, "I'm obviously several of you." Then he reached out and compared Jia Cong's head.

Jia Cong stamped his feet and said, "Oh, don't you understand. In this world, only the elders write names for the younger generation, or the master gives the slave. Where can I write names for the younger brother? Will people look down on you?"

The youngest man touched his cerebral and said, "Don't worry, let them do it, I don't care about them. They look down on me, you have to be more capable than me. It is also necessary for people who are stronger than me to look down on me. People who are weaker than me to look down on me, and I am too lazy to pay attention to them!"

I heard the sound of applause from my ears. After half a month of missing, Gong Sanyi slowly walked out from behind a big locust tree, and was still following Ge Liu, who was not on duty at the northwest corner of Rongguo Mansion today.

The youngest man greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Gong!"

Jia Cong was stunned: "Brother Yaoer, do you recognize him?"

The youngest man said, "This Mr. Gong is a real estate and land. He lives on the street outside. Recently, he helped all uncles and uncles buy a lot of industries. The homestead that Uncle Tian bought for the former is the middle-aged man he is. Do you remember the day we came to see this house? He also cleaned this house for us."

Can Jia Cong remember, and turned his face and greeted him: "Hello Mr. Gong."

Gong Sanyi smiled with his hands behind his back and said, "I have been here many times, but this is the first time I have seen Brother Jia San'er."

Jia Cong looked at him with a smile: "I have come many times, and it is the first time I have seen Mr. Gong San." He asked Ge Liu, "Is Uncle Liu going to buy a house?"

Ge Liu smiled and said, "No, it's good to live here first. Mr. Gong is a good friend and has helped us a lot. He once fought in the south and recognized his words. The fourth brother invited him to have a drink together. He said that our garden is very good, better than the world, and he wanted to come and have a walk again. I had nothing to do, so I accompanied him around, but I happened to hear you brothers whispering. We came first, not deliberately listening to your corner."

Jia Cong said with a bitter face: "Uncle Six, please advise Uncle Fourth. Could it be that I really let Brother Yaoer use the name I wrote? What a big idea, wouldn't I have to lose my life?"

Ge Liucai smiled and wanted to make fun of him. Gong Sanyi said first: "You're twisting now. The young man said just now, so he should pay attention to them. There are countless idle people in the world who choose others, and they have to pick out a few things that don't have. They probably don't have much ability. If the young man is an incompetent, he can only care about these useless idle names; if he is ambition and willing to work hard, it is unknown whether the fame and fortune will be above you in the future. Even if you deliberately step on him..."

Jia Cong jumped up and shouted, "I don't know!"
To be continued...